It matters how near we are—
But then again it doesn’t.
Relationships are.
Bonds are circles—just circles—
Not Venn diagrams of who loves whom
Or squares where some can be pushed into a corner.
Bonds are circles forged by sharing sorrow, bearing another’s pain,
Bonds of need and longing,
Bonds of laughter, bonds of tears when words fail,
Bonds of conversation deep into the night.
They need us; we need them.
They free us; we free them.
Circles ever expanding, circumferences exploding in light years
Bigger and bigger from globe to universe
From earth to heaven
From time to eternity.
“To live is to be slowly born.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Sunflower Seeds
Celebrating Everyday Spirituality
